Jurassic Park, the film of my childhood, turns 21 today.
The
movie reminds me of more innocent times. More than that though, the book
and film were major influences in what I wanted to do with my life: to
become a storyteller.
I may not love the movie quite as much as I
did when I was a kid. I love it in a different way now. It’s important
to me, like an essential building block in my life.
Ignoring
what it means to me personally, as a film one can’t help but be
impressed with what the filmmakers put on screen 21 years ago today, and
how little it has aged. Steven Spielberg’s film catches that sense of
wonder that few other summer films ever come close to.
Kids who
grew up before me had Indiana Jones and Star Wars. Kids who grow up
today have superheroes, Transformers, and, well, more Star Wars. I’m
happy to call Jurassic Park the film of my childhood.
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